Freya POV
I had been in the pack house for a fortnight now and was welcomed with open arms by the majority, with the exceptions of Mara and Zachary’s friends.
I finally felt like I had a loving family. I hadn’t seen Zachary since the day I arrived, I know he was avoiding me. The few times I had seen Mara, she glared and made unpleasant comments towards me, laughing at me with her bitchy friends.
I had finally put on weight and grown into women’s clothes, my appetite was back with a vengeance and I finally had a shapely figure, gaining some attention from the younger males. Harriet had told me that my wolf was helping me to heal from the many years of neglect and allowed me to grow in both weight and strength at a faster rate.
Billy had been training me in some of the simpler forms of
